Anyway, we butchered 31 birds yesterday and concluded today with 35. I actually killed a couple of them this morning as I went ahead and got started while Daddy got Grandpa up. (I was supposed to, but when I went in both he and Grandma were asleep so I left....)
But...after two days of gutting chickens (66), my hands are a bit tired and stiff. I really felt that when I sat down to actually play my guitar for the first time in, I am ashamed to say, probably months.
In good news, while my ankle is still a bit swollen, I can actually bend it tonight (it was really swollen and painful last night--to such a degree that Katherine threatened me with the crutches!). Also, it doesn't hurt unless I push on it...but it's starting to itch. The last time I had bee stings...eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. What an itch!!
Hopefully we can get the rest of the chickens butchered in the next week. Mama worked all day at freezing and canning the ones we dressed out yesterday. Tomorrow will probably, Lord willing, be spent in processing the ones we dressed today.
I appologise for my chopping, boring writing...I'm struggling with writing anything interesting again. It'll get better eventually. :)